My Dr told me I had a nervous bleeding in my brain. The judge told me I was criminally insane. I knew some of my crazy was from the cocaine. I looked at him and said. Crying clowns and morbid sounds.

Am I ready for this? January 28, 2015. Under light and shadow alike. More than I could ever realize. And sweeping a bow to all. My friends and dear ones. Built up by so many.

Jennifer or the girl in short skirt legged stance of dreams,. She who stands before in dreams of naked youth. I long to seduce, I want to seduce. I want to lead your hand to kingdoms new and play and sing alone with you. In darling scenes of joy and love and midnight mass. My sickness, illness of a fearful dread pours forth.

So I went on Tinder. In a moment of sheer boredom I decided to sign up for Tinder. And given my luck in the dating world my friends too thought some mindless flirting would be good for me. You know, brush up my flirting skills and get back in the game sort of thing. I would find someone actually dateable they said. You never know, they added.

Somewhere, my naivety will be overshadowed by my thoughts. Marleena, are you listening? Wünschen- to wish. No Past tense, ist gewandert. Everything is going to be okay.

We tie knots around our fingers to never forget. We walk through city and country. Our minds become silent, restful through our barriers. We see landscapes disappear then reappear. We never forget the ties around our fingers. We seek shelter from the sun and dance in the rain. We laugh at the correct time, then curl up in our beds when it is time. We still hold hands, smooth skin against one another,.